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Mercy Great - Breaking Records (feat. Holla G Dotta) Lyrics



Mercy Great - Breaking Records (feat. Holla G Dotta) Lyrics
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A lot of money coming in a lot of money coming in since a nigga got hot
Bought my new bitch benz bought my new bitch a crib bought my new bitch a yacht
Last nigga tried to rob, shit didn't get solve, shit got hot
Caught his ass in the city had Big Folks hit him on his grandma block
I dont know these niggas names, you can get yo ass changed I aint tryna run a fade
Boy I had to get paid, cause a nigga had enough like revolting slave
Two mills and I'm straight so I got on my knees told God make a way
Backwood is eighth alotta murder going on everyday where I stay
Chi-town where I'm from man, you can tell by that nigga look how I'm coming
Out south yeah I run it, from the low end baby from the burbs to the hundreds
Hope this lil bitch bussin, I'm a kick her out the crib if this bitch aint f*cking
Like Mercy what ya on? Thought you spit it from the soul? naw this is what they wanted
Had to keep the shit coming got more cakes to bake, Rio get another oven
All my niggas like f*ck it, let's get rich off Mercy let's get the block bussin
And to me ain't nothing, Ain't conversing about money boy end of discussion
Big rims on the cutlass don't be hurting out here boy get you something
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, applying major pressure I ain't coming second and this is just a message
And I'm about that action, baby f*ck the flexing, I be breaking record I be breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, applying major pressure I ain't coming second and this is just a message
And I'm about that action, baby f*ck the flexing, I be breaking record I be breaking records
Break yo neck I'm about to bust a rhyme
Bitch I'm all bout breaking record keep them dottos on my mind
Bitch I'm rapping all the time trapping all the time
I know I shouldn't do it but I can't even lie
I'mma I'mma hustler nigga that's why I can't trust a nigga
Breaking record like yo bones I might have to crush a nigga
It's G dotta buster nigga and you can leave right now
Bitch I'm from The Town get it bussin yeah lights out
Summer time feel got you thinking that it's nice out
Niggas caught you slipping round the way cause that ice out
Pass me the Remy I cant't drink no Icehouse
I know you don't like me I be flashy like a lighthouse
Feeling froggy then leap reap what you sow
Gotta motif tail cocked and it's free if I throw
Yeah you old rappers sent you up the creek nigga float
Thinking you can f*ck with GC bitch nigga NO! NO!
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, applying major pressure I ain't coming second and this is just a message
And I'm about that action, baby f*ck the flexing, I be breaking record I be breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, applying major pressure I ain't coming second and this is just a message
And I'm about that action, baby f*ck the flexing, I be breaking record I be breaking records
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A lot of money coming in a lot of money coming in since a nigga got hot
Bought my new bitch benz bought my new bitch a crib bought my new bitch a yacht
Last nigga tried to rob, shit didn't get solve, shit got hot
Caught his ass in the city had Big Folks hit him on his grandma block
I dont know these niggas names, you can get yo ass changed I aint tryna run a fade
Boy I had to get paid, cause a nigga had enough like revolting slave
Two mills and I'm straight so I got on my knees told God make a way
Backwood is eighth alotta murder going on everyday where I stay
Chi-town where I'm from man, you can tell by that nigga look how I'm coming
Out south yeah I run it, from the low end baby from the burbs to the hundreds
Hope this lil bitch bussin, I'm a kick her out the crib if this bitch aint f*cking
Like Mercy what ya on? Thought you spit it from the soul? naw this is what they wanted
Had to keep the shit coming got more cakes to bake, Rio get another oven
All my niggas like f*ck it, let's get rich off Mercy let's get the block bussin
And to me ain't nothing, Ain't conversing about money boy end of discussion
Big rims on the cutlass don't be hurting out here boy get you something
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, applying major pressure I ain't coming second and this is just a message
And I'm about that action, baby f*ck the flexing, I be breaking record I be breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, applying major pressure I ain't coming second and this is just a message
And I'm about that action, baby f*ck the flexing, I be breaking record I be breaking records
Break yo neck I'm about to bust a rhyme
Bitch I'm all bout breaking record keep them dottos on my mind
Bitch I'm rapping all the time trapping all the time
I know I shouldn't do it but I can't even lie
I'mma I'mma hustler nigga that's why I can't trust a nigga
Breaking record like yo bones I might have to crush a nigga
It's G dotta buster nigga and you can leave right now
Bitch I'm from The Town get it bussin yeah lights out
Summer time feel got you thinking that it's nice out
Niggas caught you slipping round the way cause that ice out
Pass me the Remy I cant't drink no Icehouse
I know you don't like me I be flashy like a lighthouse
Feeling froggy then leap reap what you sow
Gotta motif tail cocked and it's free if I throw
Yeah you old rappers sent you up the creek nigga float
Thinking you can f*ck with GC bitch nigga NO! NO!
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, applying major pressure I ain't coming second and this is just a message
And I'm about that action, baby f*ck the flexing, I be breaking record I be breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, man I'm breaking records
Man I'm breaking records, applying major pressure I ain't coming second and this is just a message
And I'm about that action, baby f*ck the flexing, I be breaking record I be breaking records
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Writer: J. Ramsey, Jefferey Ramsey, Jeffrey Ramsey, Michael Phillips
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